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For soap, he had headed to store,
With Hope, to wash away his yore.
A little bleep was all he needs,
He took hot tea to soothe his sore. 

Potter's hands were rebuff, he heeds,
From dealing with such rough clay beads.
He chose to dismiss their skilled palm,
He'd had...

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Categories: extricate, analogy, appreciation, bereavement, birth,
Form: Rubaiyat

Book: Reflection on the Important Things